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TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

“Crystal.” I exhaled, steadying myself. “Rule Four: One hundred and eighty days. Six months is enough to sell the story, not enough for it to rot. After that, we stage the breakup. Irreconcilable differences. Mutual respect. Everyone walks away with their reputations intact.” He pushed off the sofa and stepped closer, his presence filling the room in that maddening way it always did. “You’ve thought this through.” “This is what I do,” I said, chin high. “I build stories people believe. And for the next six months, we are going to be just another story.”

EMMA My body was still trembling, thighs slick with our mixed juices, when Sarah lifted herself off me. Her face glistened with my cum, lips swollen and shiny. I lay there on the couch, naked and panting, my perky tits heaving, my shaved pussy still pulsing and leaking from the intense orgasm she’d just given me. Jake stood beside us, his thick cock still half-hard, glistening with the last drops of his own release. The sight of his cum streaking across Mom’s ass and my thighs made my clit throb all over again.

“Okay, dare. I dare you to do twenty push-ups right now while you describe your most embarrassing hookup failure in full detail. No skipping parts.” He grinned like he was enjoying this way too much. Jax dropped down to the floor in front of the couch, peeling his hoodie off in one smooth move so he was just in a tight white t-shirt that stretched across his chest and shoulders. The muscles in his arms flexed as he started the push-ups, smooth and controlled, sweatpants riding low on his hips. “Alright, embarrassing story time,” he said between reps, breathing steady. “Last semester I had this girl over after a game.

My legs trembled as I stood up. I took my time unbuttoning my school shirt, letting the fabric fall open inch by inch. His dark eyes followed every movement. When I reached back and unhooked my bra, my small, perky tits spilled free, nipples already stiff from the cool air and pure arousal. I turned around, bent at the waist, and slowly slid my skirt and panties down my legs. I stayed bent over, reaching back to spread my ass for him, showing off my soaked pussy and tight little hole.

They were a passing thing. Yanta looked at the notices that were hanged on the notice board. The notices read: “Darrish Drinkwell, our greatest storyteller, is returning to scene with a second tome of his Tales Untold. The Hartin and Dartin Company are planning to publish a legend book. We will ask Drinkwell to write one more, if he accepts, well, you know the rest. Plan in advance, good folk; this is an opportunity unlike any other. You won’t cheaper copies that ours.

Then, however, it became a trend. Young ladies aged from eighteen to twenty-five loves pocket novels these days. Short stories that contain thirty to fifty thousand word counts are the best selling with other publishing companies, so we followed the trend. The criteria that we were looking for were standalone and not serializing novels. However, this is a pain in my butt because I will decide which books will be published or not. They threw all the final decisions to me, and my subordinates kept filing up my work, especially Jericho. He jerk gave me twenty-nine books to reconsider. Takeshi also gave me another fifteen books to review. The other two idiots hadn't passed me anything yet, so I

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Now it was filled with interest rather than the initial professionalism. “What kind of story?” A slow smirk formed on my lips. “I am not sure how you classify stories but I am sure people will be very interested in this one.” “Trendy? I see. So are you willing to sell it or do you want complete credit for your work? If you want to sell, tell me what the story is about and then name your price. If you are not selling, then we go the other way round.” “I am selling.” I wasn't really interested in their money. But since I want nothing of my name to be related to the story, then I might as well just sell it.

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).